March 26th, 2019 at 10:20pm
@ FallenHope95
Pulling on one of the ropes, the sail of her small ship moved over to the left. She had been out on the ocean for a little over a day now, and Charlotte felt she was far enough from everything to do what she needed. There was no land in sight, no one to witness. The only thing on the horizon was a ship. Though one too far away to notice her little dingy, Charlotte was sure. After all, she took a little sailing ship out onto the open ocean. Actually, she was surprised that the thing hadn't capsized yet.
Charlotte tied up the ropes before moving out onto the edge. Her feet hanging over the wood. Hopefully the stories were true. That dying at sea was quick, painless and peaceful. All the writers made it sound so...poetic and Charlotte could only hope that it was the truth. Her hands slowly moved over her long dress, over her corset and pulling at the fabric gently. She hoped that whoever she met at Death's door understood her plight. Understood why this was the only solution.
The woman stood there for a few minutes, her eyes closed as she whispered her prayers to herself. And once a moment of peace finally washed over her, Charlotte fell into the deep blue ocean. Her head went in first, diving deep into the water. Charlotte opened her lips, allowing her last breaths to leave her. A moment of panic enveloped the woman as water moved into her lungs but it was soon replaced by a deep dreariness. Everything then went black as Charlotte fell into deep unconsciousness. Her body then moved up to the top of the sea, floating there.